Xihegong

At this moment, on the clear and water-like jade steps in the hall, there were inner prisoners and palace maids, and there were also low stools and tall tables, with a wide range of dishes placed on them, with fragrance everywhere.

Because, when the country is in a state of mourning, there are no singing and dancing in the hall, and everything is carried out in a more solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Emperor Chongping sat in the middle after the case, quietly glanced at the civil and military ministers below, and said in a clear voice: "The soldiers fought for the country from the grasslands in the northern border to the northwest desert, and worked hard and worked hard. I would like to pay a cup of respect to all the soldiers."

"I don't dare, I respect the emperor for a cup."

The generals and schoolmen below quickly said that they did not dare and raised their glasses to respond.

Emperor Chongping looked up at Jia Heng and said softly: "Ziyu, in the past two years, the cavalry and soldiers in the Beijing camp have been traveling around. This time, they will be a good rest when they come back."

Jia Heng put down the wine cup and bowed, "I have this intention. In the future, I will compete with the Jurchens, and I will use boats and sea masters."

The emperor was obviously attracting people's hearts in front of a group of cavalry generals in the capital. It is conceivable that after he leaves Shenjing, such "poaching" things will inevitably emerge one after another.

So, the palace banquet continued in such a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

The civil and military officials gradually calmed down from the major case of King Zhongshun’s rebellion the day before yesterday and King Chen Cheng of Qi was sentenced to death.

Perhaps the dark clouds in the sky had completely dispersed.

Jia Heng picked up the wine pot, poured wine and drank it all the time, and kept drinking wine. He just drank like this and spent the different thoughts of the civil and military ministers.

When Jia Heng left Xi and the palace, he looked at Chen Xiao, who was wearing an embroidered python robe, chuckled, and said, "Xiaoxiao, I'm so tired when I came back this time, I'm so tired. Are you tired?"

Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the boy in the python costume, snorted lightly, and asked, "What do you think?"

She led the troops to fight on the front line, and he was mostly lingering in the flowers at home, indulging in love. I almost couldn't remember which one she was, right?

Jia Heng reached out to hold Chen Xiao's slender soft horn, stared at the girl's clear eyes, and said, "Xiaoxiao, let's go home."

Needless to say, Xiaoxiao is now complaining about him in her heart.

Chen Xiao suppressed the thoughts in his heart and nodded slightly.

The two of them paved along a blue brick with high vermilion palace walls on both sides, and walked out the arched palace gate with vermilion painted surface, and turned over the horse.

Chen Xiaojingran's bright eyes turned to the young man walking side by side and asked in a low voice: "Has Chen Cheng been sentenced to death in the capital?"

Jia Heng said: "In addition to Chen Cheng being sentenced to death, the father and son of King Zhongshun were also sentenced to death. King Zhongshun's lineage seized the title. At this point, the tumors of these royal families were completely eradicated."

When Xiaoxiao assassinated King Zhongshun Chen Rong, it was probably because she had a grudge against King Zhongshun, and King Zhongshun also framed the Jia family, which was also considered a grudge against the Jia family.

Chen Xiao nodded, his eyes flashed, as if he was a little dazed and lost. Then he turned his mind and said softly: "You can follow me to the princess's mansion later."

The so-called Princess's Mansion is the residence of King Zhou in the capital. Chen Xiao had been changed to Princess Le'an. At this moment, the house of the Princess' Mansion was built with steep green walls standing high, covered with vines like ivy, lush and lush, full of green and yellow flowers.

The couple walked together, and walked along the long and high brick wall of the palace road, quickly towards Princess Le'an's mansion.

An old servant came forward, saluted Chen Xiaogongjin, and whispered: "Princess, you are back."

Chen Xiaoyurong Wanli pursed her pink lips and said, "Brother Cheng, prepare some wine, vegetables, candles, paper horses, I will worship my ancestors later."

The father and son of King Zhongshun were desperate, and the daughter of King Zhou naturally wanted to comfort her deceased father. In addition, she also introduced Jia Heng, the "prospective son-in-law" to the King of Zhou.

Jia Heng looked at this scene silently and his mind moved slightly.

While speaking, he strided into the hall, and then ordered the maid to prepare a bath and take a bath. He sat down beside the small table, picked up a teacup and savored the fragrant tea.

Jia Heng looked around the arrangement and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, is this the main hall where my father-in-law discussed the matter?"

Chen Xiao glanced at the young man. Beneath his two beautiful eyebrows, many nostalgic and memories rose up in his clear eyes, and said, "At that time, my father was discussing military strategies with the generals and schools in the Beijing camp. I was still young at that time, so I secretly looked at the screen and listened to the adults' speeches."

Jia Heng looked up at the threshold, his mind fluctuated, and his eyes were a little dazed, as if he could think of a little girl with braids, secretly poking her head out, and her pair of smart eyes as smart as black grapes were crystal clear and eye-catching.

After a while, the maid came into the hall, stared at the girl with slender eyebrows and said, "Princess, the bath water is ready."

Chen Xiao said: "You can take a look here, I'll go take a shower."

"Yeah, go."

Jia Heng put down the teacup, nodded, his eyes as warm as the rising sun, and said softly.

At this moment, Jia Heng came to the side of the painting in the middle hall and looked at the words written on it. The silver hook and iron painting was penetrated by the back of the paper, and the perseverance exuded an indescribable heroic spirit.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but frown. For some reason, he felt a snooping, but he couldn't find the key point after careful study.

After a while, the peeping intention was completely gone.

Jia Heng's cold eyes flashed, and he said intimately strange.

On the other side, in the wing where Chen Xiao was, Chen Xiao removed the skirt and just walked into the bathtub along the wooden footbed.

The bath water soaked with rose petals has washed the fragrant and fragrant skin, and the fragrance is extremely fragrant.

Chen Xiao had just brushed his shoulders, closed his narrow, sharp eyes, and suddenly shouted coldly, saying, "Who is in the dark?"

"Xiao'er."

At this moment, a familiar sound came like a flying spring and flowing jade, and then a black shadow came out from behind a beautiful screen. It was the White Lotus Holy Mother - Wu Guiren.

A layer of white gauze was covered with his face, covering his beautiful face.

"Master." Chen Xiao's expression changed suddenly and he said in surprise.

The White Lotus Virgin Yan paused slightly and said softly: "I'm just here to see you."

Chen Xiao hesitated for a moment, with a lot of apology in his tone, and said, "Master, I am following orders in Shandong, and there is no way to do it."

The Virgin of White Lotus said: "There is nothing to do with Shandong."

Chen Xiao nodded and said, "Master, the uprising in Shandong is too reckless. After years of hard work, it will be ruined."

A sense of loss appeared on the face of the Virgin Mary of White Lotus, and she whispered: "The arrow is on the string, and she has to be fired. Who knows... it's just because of the situation."

Speaking of this, the white lotus Virgin raised its thin and green willow eyebrows, its eyes were as clear as water, and she said softly: "How are you by his side?"

Chen Xiao's face was stunned. He knew that the White Lotus Madon was mentioning Jia Heng and said softly: "He is very nice to me."

The White Lotus Holy Mother Jade Skin paused slightly and couldn't help but sigh softly.

In other words, there are no masters and apprentices at all, and they have intentionally discussed whether Jia Heng was the heir of the deposed prince.

And this is just a beautiful misunderstanding.

Chen Xiao felt curious in his heart and asked softly: "Master, where are you here this time?"

The Virgin of White Lotus said softly: "Just come here to see you and tell the Duke of Wei about his life experience."

Chen Xiao was surprised, with curiosity in his eyes, and said, "Life experience? What do you mean?"

The Virgin of White Lotus said softly: "Duke of Wei is the deposed prince..."

"Xiaoxiao, are you taking a shower in the house?"

At this moment, the young man's voice came faintly under the eaves of the corridor, with a hurried voice in its thickness, which was clearly Jia Heng.

It turned out that Jia Heng remembered the previous feeling of snooping, so he came over to see the situation.

The face of the White Lotus Madonna changed a little, and her figure flashed and moved towards the beam of the room.

Chen Xiao said softly through a screen of beautiful glass: "I'm taking a shower, what are you doing here at this time?"

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Come here to take a shower. Look, you are tired all the way?"

Chen Xiao's beautiful eyes were full of anger and said angrily: "Come here, can I still take a shower?"

Isn’t it just that I want to take a bath with her? Although it’s not impossible.

Jia Heng frowned, looked around, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, didn't you hear suspicious movement just now?"

"Can there be any suspicious movement?" Chen Xiaorudae frowned, and the delicate and straight Qiong Nose couldn't help but snorted, saying, "Come here to scrub me."

Jia Heng: “…”

It’s true that you are not allowed to take a bath, and now you are the one who is letting you scrub the bath.

After thinking about it, as the beauty raised her eyebrows, she quickly approached, took a towel and wiped the beauty's white and snow-white shoulders and back, and said, "Xiaoxiao, this skin is getting whiter and whiter."

Chen Xiao chuckled and said, "But there is no snow beauty."

Jia Heng: “…”

Chen Xiao said softly: "Did you do bad things during this time when I was not in Shenjing?"

"There are many eyeliners in Beijing, what bad things can you do?" Jia Heng said softly.

Chen Xiao said softly, letting the young man rub his back and shoulders, and said softly: "Let's go to the temple to worship his father."

Jia Heng nodded and whispered: "Okay."

At this moment, on the beam of the room, the Virgin White Lotus looked at the boy in the python dress who was rubbing with Chen Xiao, with her eyebrows slightly frowned and her thoughts were inexplicable.

The son of Su Ming, the chief general of the Eastern Palace Liuzhi, really has the same father as his son. Now he is also a trick of fate. Being with Keqing, he is considered the heir of the prince's defender.

But I don’t know who the real enemy is, and I recognize the thief as my father.

Jia Heng was completely unaware of the thoughts of the person who was watching in the dark, but instead pinched Chen Xiao's stiff shoulders to help Chen Xiao relieve fatigue.

Chen Xiao frowned and narrowed his clear eyes slightly. His heart was already a little sweet, and he said softly: "Who did you learn this from?"

Jia Heng said softly: "I think about you coming back, I will practice it specifically."
To be continued...